I grew up listening to a lot of what some may call "classic" rock music. Others may define this epic genre as "hippie" music, or "the music my yuppie parents play loud enough to shake the windows". While doing my gnome related research, I came across this:
I want to tell you a story
'Bout a little man if I can.
A gnome named Grimble Gromble.
And little gnomes stay in their homes,
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine.
He wore a scarlet tunic,
A blue-green hood, it looked quite good.
He had a big adventure
Amidst the grass, fresh air at last.
Wining, dining, biding his time...
And then one day...
Hooray, another way for gnomes to say
Ooh my...
Look at the sky, look at the river.
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky, look at the river.
Isn't it good?
Winding, finding places to go.
And then one day
Hooray, another way for gnomes to say
Ooh my ooh my...
These are lyrics to a Pink Floyd song, The Gnome, written by Syd Barret. Now, Syd didnt stay in the band long, and is best known for his epic mental deterioration, mostly due, one would think, to massive drug abuse. The man wrote a creepy song about a gnome, among others. The song itself shows the carefree life of what appears to be a docile house gnome who likes to chill out in his cave with his gnomies and play drinking games.
I dont listen to Pink Floyd so much anymore. Radio has made me disillusioned to this band. I am sick of Comfortably Numb, and Wish You Were Here played on hard rock stations continuously.
I had another thought today... about hippies mostly. Gnomes are a breed of mythological biped that is all about the outdoors and peaceful reverie and relaxing with substances... This is a perfect symbol for commune-living, liberal voting, tofu eating tree huggers. Green Peace should be notified... I've found them a mascot.....
wait wait... no. Travelocity already got there first. Damn.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
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